I am married, but the marriage has not been an easy one that’s for sure. Perhaps that’s an excuse to justify what I did, but most likely, like the line much loved movie “A classic fool!”

I had been invited to join a company that an old friend had started, we used to work together with a previous employer and we bounced ideas around very well there. I left the previous company for the country to try and give my two young kids a calmer life. Turns out, I was the one that could not cope, I needed to work so when he threw me the lifeline to help him out, it was a very straightforward decision. That was 10 years ago.

I first met her then, 13 years my junior. She was good looking, but it was her charm that got to me. I had a crush on her from the moment I met her. 170cm tall, long black hair, brown eyes, c cup breasts, and Japanese. I never imagined that I had a thing for Asian women. She was an enigma to me.

10 years of subtle flirting, and worse those innocent touches that shot electricity through me. Everyone in the office knew I had a crush on her, and everyone knew she had a thing for me too.

We convinced ourselves that we were just gym buddies as went to the gym together often, sometimes with other friends from work and often a pub meal after. We also always tried to sit together at office events. In fact, one event I spent a considerable portion of the evening rubbing her leg with mine under the table. Turns out was the leg of the table.

It was a Saturday, I had to pop into to work after the gym to get some things. The lights were on which was unusual, I wondered who was working today. Turns out it was my crush. I was quite glad I changed my shirt after the gym, did not want to smell bad in front of her. It was quite obvious from the moment that I saw her that she was sad, looked as though she may have had some tears earlier.

She told me she had received some shitty new. I reluctantly resisted asking what the cause was but did however offer her a hug, which we had done many times before, usually after saying goodbye at the pub so nothing terribly awkward there. She stood up and came over to me, we put our arms around each other and hugged. She rested the side her head on my left shoulder facing away from me, I got this intoxicating smell of her hair, slightly soapy but hint of natural smell too. I could not get enough. Normally when we hug its quite a quick public hug, similar to hugging a male friend. Not this time, it went on a bit long, I couldn’t tell if she was crying or not so I decided just to keep hugging her until she let go.

This is where my difficulties started, I could feel myself started to firm up, this was going to be awkward. Very gently I tried to pull my pelvis away from her so she would not be able to feel it. This was not so successful because as I tried, I was certain she moved her pelvis towards mine to remain in contact down there. In fact, when I got as far as could go without being obvious, I was sure she was pressing in harder. I thought that maybe she would not feel it if it stays restricted. OMG this was embarrassing. I tried to release my hug grip enough to send the message that we should stop but she was having none of it, she held on even firmer.

It became clear then that she could feel me, as she very slightly moved her pelvis from side to side while pressing in quite firmly. There was no hiding my arousal now as the only thing that stopped my erection from pointing skyward was the firmness that she was pressing into me. Her gyrations became more obvious as well. Often at night I would fantasise about her, been put into fantastic and improbable situations, and how it developed into wonderful lovemaking, but nothing like this crossed my mind. Not that it had progressed to lovemaking though.

At this point I started to panic somewhat, I know she wanted me and I certainly desired her but to go through with this would be at what cost? So, I released my hug and moved my hands onto to her shoulders to gently push her away slightly on the pretext of looking at her and asking if she wanted to tell me what was wrong. She resisted a little but finally gave in allowing me to look at her, but before I could say anything she looked up at me with doe eyes, put her left hand index finger onto my lips in that universal gesture to be quiet, and very slowly and gently she reached over with her right hand, and took my right hand which was resting on her left shoulder and ushered in down over her left breast.

Very quietly she whispered, “I need this, desperately!”

I wanted to reach down to the nearest table and with one almighty sweep, push everything on it to the floor, tear her clothes off, and make her scream with ecstasy. But given the state she was in I decided to go gently. I’m sure a better person could have resisted, but that wasn’t me, I moved my hands away from her breast and shoulder and very gently and slowly started unbuttoning her cream linen blouse. With the last button finally undone revealing a somewhat ordinary cream bra, she reached up and took my hand then led me into the bathroom. It had a shower, maybe I still was a little smelly from the gym but I did not care, the ache in my shorts unbearable. In the bathroom she lifted my t shirt over my head, then slowly pulled down my shorts and removed my shoes with a quick tug. As I stood there in the bathroom with my compression undershorts looking more like a lopsided tent straining to hold in my excitement, she slowly removed her blouse, then after kicking off her sneakers, unbuttoned her jeans and let them drop to the floor. She stood there, 3 feet from me looking at me with her sad doe eyes, she was so beautiful, in her modest underwear even sporting a slight muffin top. I could have looked at her for hours.

She turned and leaned into the shower box an turned on the water, then turned back to face me. She reached behind her back and removed her bra, looked up at me, giving me a subtle indication that it was time for me to remove my compression shorts then slowly removed her undies as I did. Carefully she turned and stepped in the shower, turned around and held out her hand which I gently took, then pulled me into the shower box with her. Surprisingly we had not kissed yet and there was no indication from her that she wanted one, for the moment. She had a soap bar in her hand at this point and started to soap me up, very gently working around my body and finally reaching my groin. It was fortunate that she didn’t spend to long there as I well and truly aroused and it wouldn’t have taken me long to cum. She seemed more interested in making sure it was clean.

Finally, she handed me the soap and it was quite clear how methodical and gentle she was with the soap that she wanted me to return the favour. Resisting the urge to go straight to her breasts or groin I soaped her arms, back, bum, her tummy then finally proceeding to her breasts then groin. Her pubic hair when dry was long but not vast, almost like that narrow dark black mohawk that you may see from time to time with Asian women. As I washed her down there, I could hear slight moans. I knelt down in the shower box and started on her feet, I could feel her being disappointed that I stopped on her groin but could also feel her body starting to relax. I move back up her legs slowly and could feel in her leg muscles that she was getting excited again. While not quite back at her groin, I lifted her left leg over my shoulder so rear thigh was resting on my right shoulder, moved my hand to her bottom and gently pushed her groin towards my mouth, my tongue reaching out towards her clit. Working with my tongue, slowly circling her clit and sometimes darting between her labia her moaning became louder, it wasn’t a squeal of younger women but a deep groan, almost masculine. Her right hand after turning off the shower lever reached down to the top and back of my head and gently caressed it.

I started to work faster with my tongue and while doing that pushed my thumb into her vagina and rubbed her perineum with my finger knuckle, her moans were intensifying and every now and then I would pull my head back, mostly to take a breath, no sooner done that then she would move her hand behind my head and pushed my face back into her groin.

She was close, her stomach tightened, despite a little excess around her middle I glanced up and could see something of a six pack as she started to tense up. Not letting up on the intensity of my rubbing and licking she was starting to spasm. I’ve always found the spasming of a woman in orgasm one of the most truly wonderful things to watch especially when it comes from me. One thing that I had never experienced was a “squirter”, always thought it was fake in porn and of course it largely was in those videos, it happened, maybe because I had gently inserted my index finger into her anus, her body stiffened, her second hand reached down behind my head and with considerable force pushed my face hard into her groin, my slightly stubble chin burying itself between her labia, my tongue having no room to play with her clit, I opened my mouth wide and cupped as much of pussy as possible. Sucking and blowing with my warm breath while moving my chin from side to side, she screamed, if I didn’t know what was happening it would have been quite terrifying. Her vagina was gripping and pulsing on my thumb and her anus was almost cutting the blood flow to my index finger. I could feel her juices gushing over my thumb. I so badly wanted to look but she was pushing my head into her groin so hard I could hardly breathe. The spasming seemed to go on for minutes, but finally with one long deep groan she relaxed. She reached down below my cheeks and lifted me up having removed her leg from my shoulder.

Putting her arms around my neck and leaning her head against my chest and shoulder, she felt like jelly, all the strength in her body gone. I had lost a bit of my arousal as well, as kneeling down low enough was not the most comfortable, but now with her naked body pushing against mine I started to firm up again. Finally, she lifted her head and turned to look at me, stretching up on her toes she kissed me on the lips, this felt strangely more intimate that what we had just done, we had never kissed before, ever. It wasn’t that type of kiss filled with lust, this felt like love. It was gentle, almost delicate and lingering. Her tongue was gently licking my lips and chin, obviously tasting herself.

After what seemed an age, she released her lips from mine and tilted her head back as she dropped back onto her feet, released her right hand from behind my neck and placed it on my chest, running her fingers through my chest hair. Ever so gently she stared kissing my neck, slowly moving towards my chest. Her left arm dropped from my neck and moved to my bum while her right hand slowly made its way to my balls avoiding my penis entirely. Moving her right away she put her middle finger into her mouth, applied generous amount of spit and returned her palm to my balls while ever so gently pushing her lubed up middle finger in my anus.

Her mouth was now down toward in that smooth bit of skin at the top of my left leg below my stomach ever so slowly making its way towards the base of my penis. My penis was so hard it actually hurt. I reached down and moved her hair away from her face, and warned her “I’m afraid I’m going to cum soon”.
She looked up taking a breather while still cupping my balls and moving her middle finger in and out of my anus opening, “That’s okay”, she replied, “ I want to taste you too!” With that she returned her mouth to my penis but this time taking as much of it in her mouth, not deep throat but enough to feel her tongue dancing around the shaft, and sucking so hard that I felt I was going to burst.

“I cumming!” I panted. She stayed on my penis but moved to just have the head in her mouth, while relaxing the suction. I cant recall anyone ever allowing me to cum into their mouth but it was happing today! As I started to spasm, her lips held my penis head harder, not allowing me to withdraw, sending a very clear message she wanted my cum. When I came it felt as though all the energy I had drained from the top of my head down through my body and out my penis, it wasn’t in spurts like previous experiences with my spouse, but one long gush. She kept her mouth locked on to my penis, until it was over. Releasing my penis from her lips she slowly stood up, back onto her toes and brought her lips to mine, her tongue pushed open my lips and pushed some of my cum into my mouth. OMG this was so erotic, the kissing was not gentle and tender anymore, it was fierce, desperate, our tongue circling each other, probing each other’s mouths, my cum spilling from the edges of both our mouths. Releasing my lips, and before dropping back down to my deflated penis she ordered, “get hard again for me please, this time I want you inside me!”